*Authors note: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh or any of the characters except Sunny. Also there is frequent swearing, watch out for that. And also, I only have the English manga and anime of this, so I'll be using the English names. Also, made up the Millennium Irons.*
*Chapter 1: I hate scalpels*
I watched Ryou, who was on the desk beside me. He was laughing his ass off because some jerk put a whoopee cushion on the teacher's seat. There were days when he was different. His hair went all dumb and stuck up and he was an asshole to everyone. Then there were the days where he was normal, shy, giggly and girly. Unfortunately, today was not one of those days.
The teacher was going off her head. "WHO DARES TO PUT THIS... THIS THING ON MY SEAT?" Someone, obviously not scared of Ryou, squeaked, "Ryou, Miss!" Ryou grinned. I sarcastically dragged out, "Ooh, Ryou, you're such a rebel!" He glared at me. "Shut up, you bitch. And I am NOT Ryou, I'm Bakura." I bent over at my desk, shaking, trying to contain my laughs. I swung back onto my seat, and lent back, laughing loudly. "Bak...Bakura... who is he? Is your imaginary friend?" He pushed me, and yelled, "Sunny, you fucking bitch!" My chair slammed to the floor and I managed to smash my head on the corner of the wall. That's when everything went black.
I woke up in an uncomfortable fold out bed in the stuffy nurse's office, with a stupid spiky head staring over me. I glared at him. "And what is it you want, pisshead?" The nurse sharply turned to me and shouted "Language, young lady! That is no way to speak to the young gentleman who brought you here!" I looked at her. It was silent for a moment when "Bakura" decided to blurt out, "Yes, Sunshine, I saved you when you tragically fell off your chair! Please be kind!" He fluttered his eyelids unnecessarily while he said this. The nurse thumped out of the room, and "Bakura's" eyes followed her ass. "Eww, how could you like THAT?" He turned to me. "Shut up, Sunny. You know those bracelets of yours? I want them."
I looked down at my wrists. Two gold shackles with eyes roughly scratched into them, that as much as I tried, I cannot get off. "Good luck, dickhead." He started to shout now. "Don't fuck with me, Sunshine! I want those Millennium Irons, and I am going to get them!" I had no idea what shit he was talking about! I couldn't stop fidgeting the gold chains hanging off the bracelets. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" I shouted, "I can't get these off! And even if I could I wouldn't give them to you!" He smiled menacingly and leered at me with Ryou's brown eyes. "Can't get them off, hmm? I'll help you with that." He picked up a scalpel out of an open first aid kit and sauntered towards me. "AAH!" I pushed my way out of the room and sprinted down the corridor and burst through the front entrance. Why was this so familiar to me? I can't remember ever being chased by some white-haired, psychotic teenager trying to kill me with a scalpel for my stupid, ratty bracelets! I crossed over the bridge and onto the street and crashed into this blonde bloke. I fell right on my ass and he reached his hand out. I grabbed it and pulled myself up. His purple eyes stared into my green ones. "Are you okay?"